LordoftheFlies

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Simon moved his swollen tongue but said nothing.

"Don't you agree?" said the Lord of the Flies. "Aren't you just a silly little
boy?"


Simon answered him in the same silent voice.

"Well then," said the Lord of the Flies, "you'd better run off and play with
the others. They think you're batty. You don't want Ralph to think you're
batty, do you? You like Ralph a lot, don't you? And Piggy, and Jack?"


Simon's head was tilted slightly up. His eyes could not break away and
the Lord of the Flies hung in space before him.


"What are you doing out here all alone? Aren't you afraid of me?"

Simon shook.

"There isn't anyone to help you. Only me. And I'm the Beast."

Simon's mouth labored, brought forth audible words.

"Pig's head on a stick."

"Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!" said
the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated
places echoed with the parody of laughter. "You knew, didn't you? I'm part
of you? Close, close, close! I'm the reason why it's no go? Why things are
what they are?"


The laughter shivered again.

"Come now," said the Lord of the Flies. "Get back to the others and we'll
forget the whole thing."


Simon's head wobbled. His eyes were half closed as though he were
imitating the obscene thing on the stick. He knew that one of his times was
coming on. The Lord of the Flies was expanding like a balloon.

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